debris and serial killers

Is this not effed up?

http://www.cbc.ca/news/technology/story/2011/04/08/bc-japan-tsunami-debris-drift.html

One of my first posts was about the Pacific garbage island! Now here it is again! Weird! The article above is about debris drifting across the ocean from Asia towards the coast of British Columbia in the next few years (and other westerly land I’m sure). They said in the mini video that the debris from Japan and the earthquake will be about twice the size of Ontario. What!!  Why are we not… cleaning the ocean?  Imagine sitting on a resort in Hawaii and a house flows in with the tide. That’s effed up. 

I think there are even more recent stories about the debris now.

I have lots of ideas, that I should be writing down but don’t.

I was watching “Most Evil” one night, and it was about the Manson family. Shocker! Charles Manson was treated poorly as a child. News flash right? It was almost unbelievable to hear them speak about how cunning he was, how he basically brainwashed people. I think if Charles Manson went to business school instead of being a criminal his whole life, he’d probably be a multi-million dollar success story instead of a frigging lunatic. (Side note: I’m sick of stories on the Mason family… and Titanic. It’s like I’m full of that information, I get it).

Oh and there’s a whole other life time of typing in how sad I feel for children being treated poorly. (Hey this random blogging woman must be a social worker or something??). Even Charles Manson was at one point only a little kid three years old and not in jail. And yes of course… sometimes a person’s brain “ain’t quite right”; but sometimes nobody really gives two shits. If you’re going to be a parent, at least give the kids something to work with. Or give them to someone who can. I don’t even have children and I know that much. You teach, you play, you provide, and for god sakes just show them a little bit of love and affection. Lordy, most people if they just would pay attention to the kids would be in a better place for sure. Oh it’s all complaining and blaming when your child turns 10 and is demanding and disrespectful and running the household. “I gave him everything he wanted!” Yes, dear, what a wonderful life lesson: you want it, you got it. That’s how it works when you’re an adult too right?

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